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Wednesday, January 9, 2013

We never play dice

The Courtesy of mind, a precise
and measurable instance of pain, the ecstasy of fear and the taste of failure, When
living a human life, we somehow in the dimension of time, feel the very need to
struggle, to work, to succeed and live. Somehow within us there is aggression
for achievement in competence to our aims and skills that we nurture in fulfillment
of our desire.

Question is: What is the struggle?

The Struggle is a fight, a fight
that we beckon in search for answers. Answers to questions that bolster within
us the gratification of isolation and solemnly bases us in negativity. But maybe
this sadness of negativity has a possibility to vanish in the thin atmosphere
of solitude until then we seclude ourselves within the corners of the
symmetrical dice that plays mockery, that plays the probability and maybe that
plays the chances.

These chances then, maybe, decide
something we refer casually as luck. Luck for us has always been a subset of
our destiny. Sometimes it replaces the phenomenon of opportunity. Opportunity
becomes luck and then when we play fair, when our struggle in the isolation of
negativity becomes fairly justified and we remain apprehended positively in the
arsenal of free flowing thoughts, in that freedom, in that moment, we praise
our chances, the symmetrical dice of struggle.

My question to you is: Who has played the dice?

We may answer that in different
contexts but the truth to be told remains the same. We have our own dimensions
and our own perspective and our own vision. We have been moving in the
direction of fulfillment of our duties something that we postulate. At the end
of day, if you succeed or if you lose, if you win or if you draw and if you feel
satisfied, remember one thing, it was only you and you alone that governed the
moment. Luck my friend is just opportunity but then the preparedness for the
same, well, remains in your hand.